Li Ke was genuinely surprised. Yesterday, both he and Kiri had assumed she was dead, which was why they had simply walked away.
Yet here she was, her incredible breasts swaying as she slowly dragged herself toward the trash can right in front of him.
Though she was clearly in terrible shape, there was no question that she had recovered somewhat.
Just when Li Ke thought she wasn't going to answer him, she finally spoke.
"Ha... Why...?"
The female fighter looked up at Li Ke. He could clearly see the deep bruises and cuts marring her face, turning what had once been a beautiful visage into something rather gruesome. With the stains and odor of the alleyway sewage mixed in, it looked even worse.
"...Gambling, of course."
The moment those words left her mouth, it was as if she lost the last vestige of her strength. She collapsed onto the ground once more, her voluptuous body splashing dirty water everywhere. Her breathing grew faint again, and though Li Ke could see her straining for air, it didn't seem to be doing much good.
"Gambling, huh?"
Then she was beyond saving.
Li Ke turned to leave. Right at that moment, the other fighter—the one who had delivered the seemingly fatal blow yesterday—stepped out from the shadows. This time, she wasn't wearing her standard martial arts uniform; instead, her outfit was considerably more revealing.
She wore a black leather jacket, beneath which only tight bandages wrapped her massive breasts. Her outfit was heavily adorned with spikes, and chains jangled across her body. She glanced at the female fighter on the ground, then shifted her gaze to Li Ke, flashing a smirk.
"Yo, handsome. Interested in this coughing corpse? She stinks and she's riddled with disease. How about taking a look at me instead? I can give you a discount—just one gold coin... I happen to be a reigning champion around here, you know. But you'll have to provide your own antivenom. If you end up poisoned to death, don't blame me."
As she spoke, the street brawler pulled her jacket back, showing off her muscular arms, defined armpits, and a clavicle that bore obvious puncture scars, with a hint of dried blood still clinging to her chest. She was covered in quite a few bruises herself, and her face, despite her best efforts to clean it up, was still smeared with cuts and dried blood.
Though she looked fierce and brutal, she possessed a distinctly feral kind of beauty.
Talk about uninhibited.
But is a Street Brawler's life really this miserable?
Looking at this female Street Brawler, who could clearly beat up ten of him at once, Li Ke shook his head.
"No thanks, miss. Even though you are incredibly alluring and beautiful, I have things to take care of today. I was just curious why she got beaten up by you. Besides, why would anyone need an antivenom just to do that sort of thing with you?"
Despite the compliment, the Street Brawler lady was clearly displeased. The gaze she directed at Li Ke instantly turned into one reserved for absolute garbage.
"Kid, mock me again and I'll tear your mouth apart. Let's see if any guards show up to save your skin. As for why this pathetic wretch gambled? It's simple. She fell ill and wanted a cure, but had no money. What choice did she have? She took out a high-interest loan to fight in the underground rings, betting on herself to win. Then she lost. She couldn't pay us back, and now her body is absolute wreckage—covered in nothing but scars and venom. Even the brothels wouldn't take her. Tell me, what else were we supposed to do?"
Her voice carried a heavy, irritated edge.
"If you're so damn interested in her body, you can stuff her in a burlap sack and cart her home. Scrub her clean, and she'll still be good for a few uses—assuming you aren't terrified of getting poisoned to death by the toxic venom inside her. After all, no matter how bad a warm, living body is, it's still way better to use than a cold corpse. Then again, who knows? Thanks to all that lethal venom, a Street Brawler's body rarely ever grows maggots anyway."
Hey, your dialogue is getting way too R-18G here!
"So she isn't just a degenerate gambler then? Also, when I called you pretty, I wasn't lying. I meant it. It's just a shame you have so many scars."
Li Ke spoke completely from the heart. But in the next instant, a sharp, sickly-sweet scent caught his nose as the female Street Brawler grabbed him roughly by the collar.
"What, you want to save her? Let's get one thing straight: if she dies, I don't care, but if she lives, I'm tracking down every single coin she owes. And didn't I tell you? Mock me again, and I will rip your mouth open!"
The Street Brawler glared at Li Ke with pure malice. She absolutely loathed people who used her appearance to mock her!
"I was being completely serious. Oh well, whatever."
Right under the Street Brawler's stunned gaze, Li Ke reached out and pressed his hand directly against the left side of her chest.
The sudden softness brought Li Ke a wave of immense comfort. Although the thick texture of the bandages heavily muted the tactile feedback, there was no denying that he felt thoroughly satisfied the moment he made contact.
The size was perfect—just slightly larger than his hand, providing an excellent grip, while the makeshift bandage brassiere offered a distinctly unique experience. The warmth of the Street Brawler's body surged directly into his fingertips. Even though the scent lingering on her wasn't exactly pleasant, her breast was undeniably soft and comforting. It was just a little...
Painful?
Li Ke raised his hand and stared at a sharp needle stuck firmly into his palm. He looked up, utterly dumbfounded, at the equally shocked Street Brawler.
"You keep hidden weapons hidden in there?!"
Snapping out of her daze at his absurd exclamation, the Street Brawler couldn't help but roar at the top of her lungs.
"What the hell do you think you're doing, you absolute bastard?!"
She was completely bewildered by what was going through Li Ke's head. Was this really the time or place for such a ridiculous comment? Besides, even if she were willing to sell herself, it certainly wasn't supposed to happen like this!
"Feeling you up, obviously. Didn't you say spending the night with you costs a gold coin? So what's wrong with me paying fifty silver coins just to touch your chest?"
Li Ke remained completely unrepentant, even pulling out a glittering gold coin to prove his point.
"Are you looking down on me?!"
But Li Ke merely plucked the needle from his palm with an air of complete nonchalance.
Under normal circumstances, he might have been terrified of a lethal Street Brawler like her. But after a quick glance at the firearms readily available in his action bar courtesy of his system interface, he calmly tossed the needle aside and squeezed her breast once more.
When it came to proper girls like Kiri or Lux, he always had a bit of a mental barrier. But with someone who would openly offer to sell herself like this... he didn't feel a single shred of psychological pressure when it came to flirting. And so, the smooth talk flowed out of his mouth effortlessly.
"I didn't mean to look down on you at all. I genuinely think you're highly attractive. But if I pay extra, can I grope your ass and thighs? As for actually going to bed together, let's forget it. I mean, if just squeezing your breasts gets me jabbed with a needle, I seriously doubt whether my little brother would run into razor blades if I stuck it in there. Of course, if you can provide a clean bill of health proving you don't have any STDs, and guarantee there are no hidden weapons inside, I wouldn't mind paying to sleep with you. Ten gold coins a pop, how about it?"
Realizing that Li Ke wasn't actually mocking her, the Street Brawler let go of his collar in slight embarrassment.
"Ha... I don't think my down-there is worth that much money. A young girl only costs ten gold coins, after all..."
Her words were a bit sheepish, and Li Ke could swear he saw a faint blush creeping onto her face. But after a brief moment of internal conflict, she spoke up in a slightly lowered voice, "Are you really willing to pay ten gold coins?"
To a question like that, Li Ke's response was exceedingly direct.
"Absolutely. A physique like yours is incredibly appealing to me."
As he spoke, his hands began to wander down from her chest, tracing over her sharply defined abs and those thick, powerful thighs. He just couldn't resist playing with a body like this.
This was a physique rarely seen back on Earth—even Kiri couldn't quite compare. The only slight drawback to this Street Brawler was that she was a bit short, and due to her rigorous training, her legs weren't as slender and elegant as Kiri's. However, it offered a completely different kind of flavor. Legs weren't necessarily more attractive the skinnier they were; thick, well-conditioned muscle with distinct athletic lines like hers was a top-tier choice!
And most importantly! There was a distinct, alluring thigh gap right below her pelvis! That was an exceptionally rare find back on Earth. Plus, Li Ke genuinely loved her fierce, wild aura.
The Street Brawler felt a bit out of her depth. She had only intended to tease and mock Li Ke earlier, never expecting him to actually mean business! Moreover, he was genuinely infatuated with a body like hers!
There was just one catch—the metallic, copper scent of blood mixed with her sweat was a bit overwhelming. And most importantly...
"You need to brush your teeth, take a bath, and have a doctor verify you're completely clean of any STDs. Furthermore—"
Li Ke spoke with dead seriousness once again, lifting his hand, which was now dripping with fresh blood after being sliced by a razor blade she had concealed along her inner thigh. He could never have anticipated that just trying to feel up her secret garden would result in his hand getting slashed.
"Are you out of your mind?! Why on earth do you hide weapons in a place like that?!"